Old Girl

Every day
She will wander down the road
Back from town
Past all your houses with their
Pr-etty lights
And their pr-etty rooms
Every day, all alone
Down from the canyon to the shops, and cafes
Looking for coffee and a w-ord or two
She would have with you
Have you ever s-een her there
With no shoes
Stubborn as she goes
On and on
Do you know her face
Old girl
Tangles in her hair
She will turn your pity down
Turn it right around
Old girl
Weathered girl
An old blanket for a shawl, for a sleeve
Wrapped all around her with her
L-ittle dress
And her hard feet
Have you ever s-een her there
With no shoes
Stubborn as she goes
On and on
Heaven only knows
Where she’s been
Or the world she’s in
She will turn your pity down
Turn away and frown
Old girl
Old girl
Heaven only knows
Where she’s been
Or why she walks alone
On and on
Or when she’s had a friend
She may have a prayer for you
She can read you too
Old girl